The swordsman who started as Douluo

Ning Rongrong stared at Long Tianquan curiously and asked, "What's your name? Tell me quickly!"

"Tian Yuan, Tian Yuan Sword!"

Ning Rongrong curled her lips in disgust and took two steps back.

"It's ugly. What's Tianyuan Sword? It's not as good as Si Jian!"

Long Tianquan gave a bad laugh and glanced at Chen Xin, but Chen Xin's face was expressionless and he didn't care.

He looked at Ning Rongrong again and said, "This is not caused by me, it is caused by my master!"

Ning Rongrong said without looking back: "That's ugly!"

Long Tianquan burst out laughing, looked at Chen Xin and said, "Master, she said your name was unpleasant!"

Chen Xin approached Long Tianquan expressionlessly and said, "It's okay if Rongrong doesn't like it, but why are you laughing?"

"Snapped!"

Long Tianquan rubbed his head and ran away quickly. Ning Rongrong was laughing so hard that he was out of breath.

"Master... they say that once you are a teacher, you are always a father. No matter what, I can be considered half of your son! This Ning Rongrong is not your granddaughter, I am your son!"

Chen Xin ignored Long Tianquan and walked outside.

Ning Rongrong smiled and suddenly stopped.

"Well, you Long Tianquan, why am I a generation younger than you? Come here, I'm going to bite your face off!"

Ning Rongrong bared her teeth and claws and rushed towards Long Tianquan, but Long Tianquan rushed forward, held her firmly in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.

"Okay, what's so annoying about this!"

Ning Rongrong angrily beat Long Tianquan's chest, "Next time I'm angry, you're not allowed to kiss me!"

Long Tianquan kissed her again, and Ning Rongrong flapped her little hands, "Have you ever..."

"mua..."

"Long Tianquan, don't you..."

"mua..."

"I……"

"mua..."

Every time Ning Rongrong wanted to speak, Long Tianquan blocked her. In the end, Ning Rongrong lay in Long Tianquan's arms with red cheeks, daring not to speak anymore.

"Really, if Grandpa Jian saw it, he would be so embarrassed that he would die of embarrassment!"

Long Tianquan looked at Ning Rongrong, whose ears were red, and said with a smile: "He has already gone out, how could he see it?"

"It's your fault if I see it!" Ning Rongrong slapped Long Tianquan with both hands and said with a grin.

Long Tianquan smiled, put her down, naturally took her hand and said, "Let's go, let's follow quickly!"

The relationship between the two has already reached the point where they can kiss, hug and lift each other up. If Long Tianquan wants to, the next step is not impossible, but he has no intention of doing so. Anyway, sooner or later, it will be his own, and he can do it by himself. Why are you in a hurry?

………………

The bright sunshine shines on the towering Wuhun Hall. Looking from the bottom up, the statue of the angel god comes to life, and the angelic light shines on the earth with the sunshine.

A figure stood quietly at the top. Her appearance was somewhat similar to that of the angel god, and her temperament was exactly the same, noble and holy. It is very quiet here, except for the occasional fighting coming from below, there is no other sound.

"This match will be won by Team Shrek!"

After the referee's voice ended, there was another burst of applause.

"Did you forget to agree to my conditions?"

"No, I just came out for a walk."

"Take a walk! Huh... Wuhun Palace may be small, but can you take a walk like this?"

Qian Daoliu stepped forward and looked at the people below.

"Is he the one who fascinated you?"

Qian Renxue stood aside and did not answer.

"The soul power and mental power are pretty good, but with this level of strength, one can only be considered a talent in the secular world."

"There is a difference between gods and mortals. I advise you to let go as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will personally take his life!"

"No!" Qian Renxue's expression immediately became excited and she stared at Qian Daoliu warily.

Qian Daoliu was furious and said with a cold face: "As a mortal, you dare to rebel against me. You must know that I am your grandfather and your protector!"

"Have you ever valued me as your granddaughter? What you value is nothing more than Qian Renxue, an angel who can inherit the throne of God! I will listen to you carefully, but if you dare to hurt him, Don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."

Qian Daoliu looked at the furious Qian Renxue and his expression calmed down again.

"What you have is a divine position that others dream of. It represents the supreme power and the power that lasts forever. Sooner or later you will know that everything grandpa does is for your own good!"

"Give you another quarter of an hour, I'll wait for you in the worship hall!"

Qian Renxue said nothing, but quietly watched Qian Daoliu leave.

She didn't know how long she had been here. She exhaled, looked down at the competition field, smiled lightly on her beautiful face, and murmured softly: "How do you know he can't become a god? If Tang Chen can't do it, does that mean he can't do it?"

"Team Shrek versus Team Tiandou! The winner will advance to the top three and compete with the other two teams for the championship!"

Long Tianquan saw Tang San with a serious look on his face and joked with a smile: "Tang San, Tang San, you don't think that with five thousand-year soul rings added to your Clear Sky Hammer, you can really beat me, right?" ?”

Tang San saw that Long Tianquan still didn't care, and instantly became angry.

"I'm sure you are very strong. You can't win with Blue Silver Grass, but the Clear Sky Hammer is the best martial spirit in the world. How can you beat me!"

When Long Tianquan heard this, he hugged his belly and laughed.

Tang San looked at Long Tianquan coldly, his back molars almost shattered!

"Sorry, sorry, I really can't help it!"

Long Tianquan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and tried to calm down.

"Have you never read the history books? The Clear Sky Hammer became the first martial spirit. It was created by your grandpa Zeng by hammering it. It has a great reputation. Is it comparable to my master's Seven Killing Sword?"

"Also, your Haotian Sect's random cloaks and Haotian Nine Jue were all created by Tang Chen. The hammer technique created by the ninety-ninth-level Extreme Douluo is not great if it is not powerful. So you say Haotian The hammer is the best martial spirit in the world, but I don’t agree with it!”

"In my opinion, he just has the glory of the Ultimate Douluo. Compared with those martial spirits suppressed by the law of heaven, it is nothing!"

Tang San sneered, "Then you mean to say that neither the Clear Sky Hammer nor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda are number one!"

Long Tianquan smiled, glanced at Ning Fengzhi and said: "Yes, although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has also been suppressed by heaven, it is not considered the first auxiliary martial spirit. In my opinion, the first auxiliary martial spirit is The name of the soul should be Jiuxin Haitang, and the first martial soul should be the Seven Killing Sword, because they are all from the same lineage!"

Ye Lenglen was a little embarrassed to be looked at by everyone, but she still straightened her back proudly, with a satisfied smile on her face.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin with a smile and asked, "Uncle Jian, did you tell him this?"

"How could I not tell him this!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded thoughtfully, "But what he said is indeed true. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is indeed inferior to the Nine Hearts Begonia, but the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda is not certain!"

"Uncle Jian, you should find a master wife for Tianquan, otherwise the Seven Killing Sword will be cut off!"

Chen Xin was stunned for a moment, then said unceremoniously: "Don't worry about this, I have my own plan!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and then looked towards the competition stage.